บททั้งหมดของ Stuck Between Two Alpha Heir’s: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Archie missed his name the first time, it wasn't deliberate, he simply didn't hear.The second time the voice was sharper. “Archie.”A few heads turned, he blinked and straightened slightly in his seat, forcing his focus toward the front of the lecture hall.“Present,” he replied evenly.A few students exchanged looks. He was never distracted, he’d built a reputation around precision.Today, being focused felt like something happening outside of him.The professor resumed speaking about administrative hierarchies and enforcement chains. Words that normally held his attention drifted past him without landing.“Compartmentalised,” The doctor’s voice replayed in his head. Compartmentalised memory loss, his jaw tightened. If it had been an injury, he could have fought to treat it.If it had been an accident, he could fix it. But design meant intention and intention meant authority.The lecture ended. Chairs scraped back. Conversations resumed, Archie stood slowly, gathering his things wit

Archie stood outside Vlad’s office longer than necessary, staring at the wooden door as if it might answer him before he knocked.The corridor was empty and unnaturally quiet, the kind of silence that felt curated rather than accidental. Even his breathing sounded too loud in the stillness.Outwardly, he was calm. His breaths were steady, but his wolf was notIt paced restlessly beneath his ribs, not because he feared the confrontation, but because he already suspected what he might hear.Linda’s reaction replayed in his mind, the subtle way she had stepped back from him, the instinctive distance in her posture, as though he were a stranger who had crossed an invisible boundary.He hadn’t felt anger toward her at that moment. What he had felt was something worse. And the most unsettling part was that she hadn’t fought it.She hadn’t known there was anything to fight.If someone had altered her memory, it wasn’t random or panic.There were only a handful of authorities capable of autho

Piper didn’t tell anyone she was leaving, not to her mother or Ember. She didn't even tell Archie.If she said it out loud, someone would try to stop her.She told herself she was going back for the syringe, that was the excuse she kept repeating.The injector Professor Stein had tried to use on her, if the police hadn’t logged it properly, if something about it was off, she needed to see it herself.Not as a victim, but as someone who now understands what wolfbane did.The cabin sat deep past the logging road, swallowed by trees that looked darker than she remembered. Yellow tape wrapped around the front posts, moving in sharp snaps against the wind.CRIME SCENE - DO NOT CROSS.She didn’t hesitate. Looking around, she ducked under and ran towards the door.The front door had been forced open days ago. It shut loosely behind her when she stepped inside.One room, just one room as she remembered. Piper took in the room, she hadn't really studied it in the dark the last time.A table ag

Archie was waiting outside her classroom. Not leaning or pacing, he was just standing there like he’d calculated the exact second she’d walk out.Students passed around him instinctively, giving space without knowing why.Piper slowed when she saw him. Her stomach dipped. He already knew.“You went back,” he said. Not a question.She didn’t bother denying it. “Yes.”His jaw tightened slightly. “You triggered a report.”That caught her off guard. “A report?”“Active investigation site. Unscheduled civilian presence. Your name was logged in the police system.”Logged. Processed. Archived. Which meant her name wasn’t sitting in some forgotten notebook, it was in a database now. Searchable. Traceable. Permanently tied to a flagged location.Her pulse ticked up again. So it wasn’t just a quiet escort home. It had been flagged.“I wasn’t arrested.”“That’s not the point.”He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You don’t get to move like that alone.”“It wasn’t reckless.”“It was.”His tone

The SUV sat parked just off the cabin’s small clearing, its black paint dull in the morning light. Piper and Ember paused a few meters away, hidden behind a cluster of low trees, their boots sinking slightly into the damp earth.The guard leaned against the side of the vehicle, hands folded over his chest. Recognition flickered in Piper’s eyes, Vlad’s guard. She had seen him once before.He didn’t move toward them or speak.Ember’s arms crossed over her chest, brows creasing. “What now?” she asked. Her voice carried the usual sharpness, but Piper noticed the tremor beneath it, the part of her that knew things were heavier than sarcasm could carry.Piper stayed still, observing, letting her heartbeat settle. She didn’t panic, she simply watched the guard and then glanced at Ember. Ember’s eyes mirrored the questions Piper had no words for.Finally, Ember whispered, “Are we…leaving?”Piper nodded, slowly. They moved quietly along the perimeter, keeping the guard in sight without closing